We All Have Too Much to Lose

Cao Ying had finally been unable to sit still!

Within the great hall, the previously clamorous atmosphere suddenly dropped to freezing point. Countless people held their breaths, as though they could sense the sparks colliding in Cao Ying's gaze even through the air.

Elder Sheng frowned slightly, and a trace of helplessness surfaced on his aged face.

Given his understanding of Cao Ying, he naturally knew just what kind of pride lay beneath the smiling face she always wore.

Even throughout the entire Danta, perhaps only that great figure known as one of the Three Giants could keep her in check.

After a brief hesitation, Elder Sheng ultimately turned his gaze toward Hun Ruoruo, intending to seek her opinion.

He naturally had no objection to such a fair competition. Besides, both of them belonged to Danta. No matter who won or lost, it would only bolster Danta's morale in the end.

It would also be a good opportunity to intimidate those petty scoundrels from the Soul Hall!

With that thought, Elder Sheng made his decision and said with a kindly smile:

"Hehe, deciding the family rankings solely based on the final round's results is indeed somewhat unfair to the Cao Family. Since Cao Ying and you are both inheritors of Danta, if the two of you could display some alchemy techniques here, it would also be a fortunate occasion for Danta."

"Miss Ruoruo, what do you think?"

The moment those words fell, everyone's gaze—including Cao Ying's and Dan Chen's—focused on Hun Ruoruo. They waited without blinking for her response.

That invisible expectation was not merely praise. It was also a pedestal being raised ever higher.

And once she chose to stop or turn back, all the praise she had received would turn into the most frenzied backlash. Those who had